Part I:
What I’m trying to understand about this film is what about horror movies draws me towards them. The obvious subject is that I’m obsessed with Halloween(matter of fact, as I write this, I have the Halloween theme playing.), especially Michael and the whole idea behind his mask. However, there is a deeper meaning to all this and I feel like it has something to do when I got hurt playing basketball at the age of 13. Before that, I was drawing cartoon characters, some that we all know and some I just made up. Horror movies were still a part of my life at this time, but not as big. When I got hurt, I knew that athletic side of myself was now dead. Doctors told me I was lucky to still be walking without having surgery because I had done so much damage to my knee. During my healing process, I focused almost all of my attention on drawing because I knew I had art to rely on. My drawings took a turn for the dark side at this point too. I was no longer drawing happy cartoons, I was drawing skulls and things that I were finding inspirational in horror movies. And I can also remember, at this time, that I was beginning to draw the mask of Michael Myers. I think this is when my obsession with Halloween began. I’m hoping by doing this, I, myself, can have a better understanding as to what makes me tick. I’m also hoping that people see that I have a different feelings about horror movies than they do. They don’t scare me or disturb me in any way. I find them inspirational, a key element that I think can clearly be seen in what I draw and continue to draw over and over again.
Part II:
The thing that is the “shift” in my story is blowing my knee out. I used to think my injury was just something that happened, an accident if you will. But now looking back on it, I see that that was what changed me into who I am today. It happened when I was in Potsdam, NY. Our last tournament of the year, first game just three days before my fourteenth birthday. It was literally 2 minutes into the game, I scored my first basket and as we were coming back to play defense, a girl hit me from behind. The only part of my body that moved was my knee. I remember clearly hearing the snapping of the ligaments and remembering parents telling me that they could hear my knee popping 20 ft. away. That’s not only a feeling, but a sound I’ll never forget, that popping of cartilage and ligaments.
The effect from getting hurt was that I focused all my attention on my art. My friends seemed to disappear because they were all busy with their sports. I was almost a ghost to them at this point. Sure, they would say hi, but things weren’t the same. I felt like I no longer mattered to them so I would just go home and watch movies, especially horror. It made me feel better in some way watching these movies, therapy in a way. I wasn’t scared to sit by myself and watch them because I had grown up seeing them and knew they weren’t real. Halloween was obviously (and still is) the movie that truly inspires me. The whole idea of Michael and the mask is brilliant to me. Freddy, Jason, Leatherface, they all have their stories, but I don’t see them as interesting as Michael’s. A six- year old boy suddenly snaps, stabs his sister to death on Halloween night, is placed in an insane asylum, doesn’t speak for fifteen years, escapes the day before Halloween, goes back to his home town, gets a mechanic’s coveralls and a white, emotionless mask and goes on a killing spree. That idea is so original to me and I find it amusing that there’s no reason why Michael kills his sister when he’s young (at least in the 1978 version there’s no explanation. Rob Zombie’s there is.) and that it happens in a relatively nice, suburban neighborhood. What more could you ask for? I honestly find myself sometimes just sketching out a face and by the time I’m done, it’s turned into the mask. I don’t do it all the time, like I said, but it does happen. I think that if I hadn’t have gotten hurt, my life wouldn’t be where it is now. I think my drawing skills have vastly improved because of the amount of detail I see in horror films and being detail oriented, I try to incorporate as much as I can in my drawings. If I hadn’t gotten hurt, my drawings would probably remain where they once were, happy cartoon characters, but I think because I concentrate so much on horror, my art draws people in and makes them wonder why I do it in the first place.
Part III:
What I think of now, as a result from being hurt, is that I’ve become a much better artist. If I didn’t get hurt, I wouldn’t have had as much time to work on my drawings because I would have been so busy with practice, games, etc. I know now what that thing was that switched me over to watching horror movies almost every day of my life. It was being taken away from playing basketball. I was considered one of the best for Shen when I played and in the blink of an eye, it was gone. That’s when I focused on horror and drawing things from them I found inspirational. I think too, that because of everything that has happened it made me realize that I could become a successful tattoo artist. All of my friends think my drawings are almost like tattoos or at least they could become that. Even teachers have said the same thing. I have a couple of my own drawings tattooed on myself and yes, they are horror like in design. I think everything that I’ve said puts me in a place within the world where I may be looked at as different or odd because I have such a great appreciation for horror movies, especially Halloween.
I want my audience to learn that I’m not any different than anyone else. Horror movies to me are what fuels my art, just like being a nanny is what makes some of us want to be a teacher or working with kids with autism makes us understand what really goes on with that disorder. I hope by the end, people can appreciate and respect my talent and not think of me as a weirdo because I choose to draw horror influenced pictures.